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A childhood belief about family

When I was two and three I was completely convinced that I had a brother. I told everyone everything that my brother said and did. He was the coolest brother ever and we had sooo much fun together. One problem, I was an only child. One day I told my mom that I was pregnant so I could have a baby for her so I could finally be with my brother. The people at preschool asked my parents why my brother didn't come with me. I still didn't have a brother.
When my mom picked me up from school I'd say "Wait! We forgot something! We forgot my brother!" and my mom would say "Where do I go to get him?" and I'd say "Make a right at the light."
She of course went left and we went home without my brother.
I took 20 years of trying for my parents so after another four my mom eventually gave up. She didn't tell anyone though. The next day the phone rang and someone she worked with called and said they were taking care of a child that needed a home.
We set up a meeting and I met my brother for the first time. I was like "finally!!"
The preschool teachers were kind of confused about how I didn't have a brother but then suddenly did.
I was on top of the world though and I didn't have to give birth!

— Joelle

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